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| Lisa Laporte: Hamilton |
Last night we discovered that our neighbors had stolen our male cat, Hamilton, who is now named Archie because he's been hanging out at their house as well as his home for the last six months. I saw Hamilton outside and called him over, and a 7-year-old girl was telling me that he wasn't my cat, yeah right I raised him since he was 5 weeks old so of course I wouldn't recognize my own cat, and then I realized I was arguing with a kid and stopped just in time to meet her mom Denise who quickly asked me to stop talking to her daughter. Denise, and yes this is her real name, instructed her daughter to go inside and said to me that Santa brought her my cat last Christmas and it would break her heart to find out that he wasn't her cat. I was stunned, they even took Hamilton in to be fixed, which he is already, chipped, which he also is already, and said they were told that I didn't return the vet's call when they contacted us several times and left multiple messages. I never received one call, and then the vet told our neighbors that they could adopt Hamilton. They knew his date of birth but claimed they were unable to locate any of his other records. Therefore our neighbors changed his records to reflect his new name and celebrated his adoption without asking any of their neighbors if they owned a 2 year old fixed, well taken care of male ginger cat.
I also find it interesting that they had the nerve to lie to me when I put fliers in their mailbox when Hamilton went missing twice and even spoke to her husband about him last summer when he took off for a week. Yeah right, they had no idea that he had a home because we have multiple friendly ginger cats in our neighborhood and they never bothered to ask their whole four neighbors who live on this small country court if anyone owned him. I never reported Hamilton as missing as he came home daily, always for a 5 am feeding, and then again in the late morning or early afternoon. I tracked him all of the time on our security cameras because I wanted to make sure he was okay.
I also find it ironic that I didn't see Hamilton on my security camera this morning and the bowl of food that he wiped out every morning at 5 am was still full. I guarantee he's locked in for the week at the neighbor's house and while I am happy that he's found a home that better suits him it would have been appropriate to have asked us before adopting (well actually stealing) him. I constantly worried about his well-being only to find out that he's alive, well fed, locked in at night (they don't have a cat door) and since they vaccinated him literally six months after I did then he's covered for all outside diseases.
However, I am deeply saddened by the lack of integrity in our neighborhood and the nerve of these low-life scum (so-called neighbors) who lied to even their own kid and us about stealing our cat. All they had to do was ask as Hamilton was continuously attacking our female cats and we were considering finding him a new home anyway, and a simple request would have resolved this six month ago. We won't be missing anyone when we move, but now that I know lying trashy neighbors live in our court I won't be leaving anything unlocked - ever.
